I rise out of my bed one morn
And leave to go to school
the same as every day before
a monotony most cruel*
I pass a bunch of people
On my way to get to class
The partygoers that are hung over
The stoners smoking grass.
The AP kids who desperately
Try and reach perfection
Hours of studying breathlessly
For that letter of rejection.
I walk into my class
And I go sit at my seat
I give my tired eyes a rest
I calm my heart's quick beat
Im shaken when I awaken
To the sound of the morning bell
I open my eyes
And realize
I've died and gone to hell
I rise up from my shackled seat
And take a look around
I release the tethers from my feet
and move without a sound
I'm a solid will o wisp
Moving about unseen
Im a corpse that's made of mist
Taking in the scene
The mindless silent symphony
Among the darkest corridors
I reach a shadowy epiphany
It's the same place as before
The stoners are burning
their bodies up in smoke
And in the flames still turning
Are their family and their folks
the party animals have parted
They literally fell apart
Heads and livers alike have started
To attack and fight the heart
The next group is huddled miserably
And I can only look
standing there invisibly
As they crumble under books.
Half a mountain weighing down
Pushing on their shoulders
Struggling now close to the ground
They all fall down like boulders
All they ever wanted was to go to college
But ignorance is bliss
And now they're burdened by their knowledge
Worried, wretched departed souls
Lost without direction
Each of these*
Is a part of me
Divided into sections
And leave to go to school
the same as every day before
a monotony most cruel*
I pass a bunch of people
On my way to get to class
The partygoers that are hung over
The stoners smoking grass.
The AP kids who desperately
Try and reach perfection
Hours of studying breathlessly
For that letter of rejection.
I walk into my class
And I go sit at my seat
I give my tired eyes a rest
I calm my heart's quick beat
Im shaken when I awaken
To the sound of the morning bell
I open my eyes
And realize
I've died and gone to hell
I rise up from my shackled seat
And take a look around
I release the tethers from my feet
and move without a sound
I'm a solid will o wisp
Moving about unseen
Im a corpse that's made of mist
Taking in the scene
The mindless silent symphony
Among the darkest corridors
I reach a shadowy epiphany
It's the same place as before
The stoners are burning
their bodies up in smoke
And in the flames still turning
Are their family and their folks
the party animals have parted
They literally fell apart
Heads and livers alike have started
To attack and fight the heart
The next group is huddled miserably
And I can only look
standing there invisibly
As they crumble under books.
Half a mountain weighing down
Pushing on their shoulders
Struggling now close to the ground
They all fall down like boulders
All they ever wanted was to go to college
But ignorance is bliss
And now they're burdened by their knowledge
Worried, wretched departed souls
Lost without direction
Each of these*
Is a part of me
Divided into sections
